Saving My Submission BN (35 page)

“I suppose the dishes can wait,” he teased.

“Yes, they can. I’ll even help you clean up… after.”

“After? After what, little one?”

“
Arrggghh
,” I groaned, then
flashed him a knowing smile. “After you decide if I can see the surprise in
your studio now or not, Master.”

“Now you’re catching on. I think I’ve made you wait
long enough.” He laughed. “Come on, girl. It’s time.”

I jumped up from my chair and a sharp blade of pain
pierced my skull. Quickly sitting back down, I gripped my hands around my head
and groaned.

“I think you need to go lay back down,” Joshua
whispered as he rushed to my side.

“No, I just need to stop acting on impulse and take it
slow.”

Halfway up the first floor, Joshua lifted me into his
arms and carried me the rest of the way. Once on the third floor, he eased me
to my feet and told me to close my eyes. I bit back the urge to argue, since
I’d barely gotten a glimpse of his studio, and did as he instructed.

As he led me through what felt like a maze, my
anticipation built, and when he pulled me to a stop, my excitement swelled.

“Open your eyes, Mellie,” he whispered.

When I did a soft gasp cooled my throat. On a tall
pedestal before me sat the sculpture of a beautiful four- poster bed,
painstakingly carved and glazed in a rich masculine chocolate color. A woman
lay bound and naked upon an intricately etched blanket.

A slow smile tugged my lips as I realized it was an
exact replica of Joshua’s bed. The piece appeared to be about the size of my
computer bag: about a half a foot long, maybe a foot or so wide, and about six
or seven inches tall.

She lay on her back with her wrists bound in long,
braided rope, stretching her arms open wide, while her long, slender legs
remained free. One knee was bent, and I followed the smooth ivory flesh to find
her toes pointed and slightly tucked behind the calf of her other leg, resting
on the bed. Her right hip thrust forward as if frozen in time while she writhed
in ecstasy. Her shoulder blades pressed against the blanket, thrusting her full
breasts and beaded nipples outward, in silent supplication for her Master’s tongue,
lips, and teeth. She looked so lifelike and real I almost expected her to move…
to moan.

“Oh, wow,” I murmured.

“Look closer, little one,” Joshua urged as he pointed
toward her face.

Moving in closer, I gazed at her features. It was me…
from the top of her head to the tiny scar on her chin, the one I got when I
wiped out on my skateboard the summer I turned ten. Awestruck, I blinked and
leaned in even closer. My heart skittered in my chest as I stared at the
expression poised on her face. It was hauntingly identical to the overwhelming
serenity I’d witnessed the night Joshua pressed me over the marble vanity and
brought me face to face with the submissive inside me.

The woman on the bed was me… soaring in sexual
splendor lost in submissive bliss. Her hooded lids, heavy in seduction,
partially concealed her glassy, unfocused gaze. Long, billowing curls spilled
over the pillow, fanning across her delicate shoulders. Her swollen lips
glistened—as if freshly kissed—parted and pursed in a silent cry to please.
Though I couldn’t visibly see it, or tangibly touch it, a palpable energy
emanated from the flawless figure. She was readily handing over her soul to the
Master who owned and controlled her.

The vision of unadulterated submission was so moving;
I couldn’t hold back my tears.

“It’s… it’s…” I sobbed.

“It’s you, my love. It’s the way I see you… the way
I’ve always seen you in my dreams, in my fantasies.”

“Oh, Master.” Wrapping my arms around him, I wept.

My heart, mind, body, and soul had been swept away by
this remarkable man… a feat I’d thought possible. Joshua Lars had taken my
forsaken desires, cupped them in the palm of his hand, and sculpted them back
to life.

My amazing and gifted Master had made good on his
promise…

He’d saved my submission.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Bestselling Author Jenna Jacob’s erotic romance comes
from the heart of submission. With over twenty
years
experience
in the dynamics of the BDSM lifestyle, Jenna strives to
portray Dominance and submission with a passionate and comprehensive voice. Her
stories will make you laugh, cry, and may leave you with a better understanding
of the fulfillment found in the BDSM power exchange.

A married mom of four grown children, Jenna and her
husband live in Kansas. Her passions include her family, reading, camping,
cooking, music, and riding Harleys. She loves to make people laugh with her
outgoing and warped sense of humor. If you’re looking for hot romance with a
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EXCERPT

“Is there a full moon tonight or what? This is beyond
crazy,” I mumbled sidling up next to Cindy my supervisor and best friend at the
nurse’s station where she stood scanning over patient charts. The Emergency
Room of Cook County Hospital where we worked, had been filled to capacity since
our shifts began. We’d been kept hopping with patients suffering minor
ailments, to trauma bays filled from a six-car
pile up
on the Interstate. Cindy and I barely had time to utter more than a few words
to one another. The waiting room was still full with no end in sight.

Cindy let out a soft sarcastic snort as I waited for
the printer to spit out discharge papers for my patient in room twelve. “It’s
balls to the wall, that’s for sure. Oh, and Dr. Reynolds just informed me, EMS
is in route again, E.T.A.... six minutes.”

“Somebody needs to take away the baton from whoever is
leading this parade.” I smirked.

“They will, in two more hours when it’s time for shift
change.” Cindy laughed then quickly sobered. “Listen, if you’ll keep an eye on
my patients in two, six, seven and fourteen, I’ll take the guy that’s coming
in.”

Cindy’s offer seemed benign but I knew something was
up—she never passed off her patients. Coupled with the look of concern on her
face, my suspicions blossomed. She was trying to keep something from me.

“Who are they bringing in, the Pope?” I joked, hoping
she’d come clean with me.

“No, a bunch of drunk frat boys decided to beat the
shit out of some guy.”

“Piece of cake. Let me drop these discharge papers off
to the patient in twelve, and I’ll get the trauma room ready. My guy in three
is being admitted, and the woman in eight is getting x-rays. They’re so swamped
down there, she won’t be back for another hour or so.”

“I said I’d take care of the new one.” Floored by
Cindy’s snippy tone, I arched my brows, flashing her a look that screamed: ‘
bitch please
’. “Look, just cover my patients
for a little bit. I’ll take them back just as soon as I can.”

“What is it that you think I’m not qualified to
handle, Cindy?” My bitter tone drew a scowl from my
Bestie
.
“An hour ago I was sopping up blood from the dude who nearly cut his leg off
with a chain saw. I’m more than qualified to assist a guy that’s been beaten
up. I don’t know what’s caused your sudden lack of confidence in me, but it’s
insulting.”

“It’s not that you can’t handle it, Liz. It’s that I
don’t
want
you to.”

“Why not?” I countered.

Cindy wrapped a gentle hand around my forearm. Her
dark eyes swam in a pool of apology and compassion. “Liz, you’re an amazing
trauma nurse. Not once have I ever questioned your skills... they’re
impeccable. This isn’t about the job. It’s about
you
. I love you, and I don’t want you dealing
with what’s coming through that door. Can’t we just leave it at that?”

“No, we can’t. What is it you’re trying to protect me
from?” I demanded.

Cindy exhaled a heavy sigh as a look of resignation
settle over her face. “The guy they’re bringing in is gay. At least that’s the
excuse the homophobic assholes that beat him up are giving the cops. He’s in
pretty bad shape.”

My heart lurched to my throat and I swallowed tightly,
trying to detach my personal emotions from my professional duties. Sucking in a
deep breath, I squared my shoulders. “I appreciate your concern, but don’t
coddle me. Let me do my job, okay?”

As I turned on my heel, she gripped my arm tighter.
“Liz, you’ve been through hell and back, after
Dayne
...”
She closed her eyes and shook her head.

“Killed himself? Yes, I know.”

Simply saying the words brought a rush of anguish so
bitter and hot, I clenched my jaw to keep from howling.

“Take my patients. Please. Let me deal with the
beating victim.”

I shook my head. “No. I need to do it. I have to...
for
Dayne’s
sake as well as mine.”

Cindy frowned. “Okay, but if starts getting too real,
come get me. I’ll take over for you. Got it?”

With a weak smile, I nodded. “Got it.”

The double doors swung wide as the paramedics wheeled
in a blonde man covered in blood.

“Trauma room one,” Cindy called out as we both raced
down the hall to join the rest of the team scurrying into the room.

After moving the patient onto the exam table, Dr.
Reynolds and I began assessing the man’s injuries as another nurse began
cutting off his clothes. Cindy scribbled down information one of the paramedics
read from the run sheet while I focused on my duties. I tried not to notice the
man’s blonde hair—or rather the clumps that weren’t caked in blood—was the same
color of sun-bleached wheat as
Dayne’s
. So were his
vivid blue eyes.

Don’t go there. Not
now. Keep it together, you can mourn later.

Running an IV, I smiled at the young man. His face was
swollen and bloodied. There was a large contusion on his forehead and a deep
laceration over his right eyebrow. Blood oozed from his nose and lips.

“Hang in there, sweetheart. We’re going to get you fix
up.” I soothed in a calm sure voice. “What’s your name?”

“Ever,” he mumbled.

I lifted his swollen, busted top lip and discovered
his two front teeth were missing. His gums were bleeding and so was his tongue
from a deep cut on its side.

“Evan?” I asked, leaning in closer.

“
Trrevorr
,” he sobbed. “I
want
dadddyyy
.”

THE BOLD AND THE DOMINANT
– The third book in
The
Doms
of Her Life
collaboration Jenna co-authors with New York Times Bestselling Author, Shayla
Black and Isabella
LaPearl
.

On Sale: February 10, 2015
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Here’s a peek:

After spending weeks trying to reach
Raine
Kendall, Dominants Liam O’Neill and
Macen
Hammerman
have finally
broken past the walls to their
submissive’s
wounded
heart. Before they can enjoy their newfound closeness, Liam’s past comes back
to haunt him when his ex-wife drops in—with a secret that could tear his world
apart. Forced to leave
Raine
in Hammer’s care, Liam
is stuck on the outside, stewing in frustration and insecurity…and wondering if
Raine
no longer needs him or if Hammer alone
completes her.

Always the pillar of strength, Hammer tries to help
Liam while sheltering their woman. But
Raine
soon
discovers the truth that threatens the trio’s chance of a happily-ever-after.
Determined to hold them together, the two men cook up a scheme to uncover the
ex’s secret. When an old nemesis returns and targets
Raine
,
can Liam and Hammer come together to slay the danger and save the woman they
both love?